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“It’s useful for work. My publisher is there.”
“What do you write anyway?”
“Books.”
“You’re a real author?”
“Yep.”
“Will I have read any of your books?”
He shook his head. “I doubt it.”
“Will you show me them?”
He gave a half smile and came to stand in front of her. “I don’t know. I’m not sure you’d want to read the stuff I write.”
“Why? What’s so bad about it?”
“I take a lot of inspiration from the people I know.” He rested his hands on the bars either side of her and leaned in.
“So I’m in them?”
“Perhaps.”
She didn’t know whether to be flattered or not. What if he’d made her into a murderer or something?
“You’ll have to tell me your penname one day.”
“Maybe I will. One day. When we’re grey and old and married.”
Her heart froze in her chest. He hadn’t said anything about marrying her since that first night. She’d wondered if he even remembered mentioning it. In a way, she was grateful for him not saying anything. That way she didn’t get carried away with imagery of wedding dresses and tuxedos and standing on the beach and saying their vows.
She turned her attention back to the coastline to distract herself from the images. “Do you remember coming out here late at night and jumping off those rocks?”
“Yeah, I was an idiot.”
She wrapped her hand over the top of one of his and coaxed it away from the railing so she could hold it. “You were crazy,” she admitted. She’d missed him. Missed how alive he’d made her feel. Without Sawyer’s presence, her life had been one row of sensible decisions.
Well, not anymore.
Using his hand to drag him, she stalked along the promenade to where the base of the rocks started. From there they could go up and climb over them to the other beach or along the side of them where they jutted out into the sea. They’d be slippery and treacherous.
Maddie didn’t care. For once in her adult life, she wanted to be a bit wild and dangerous. Perhaps climbing rocks wasn’t exactly living the daredevil lifestyle but it was more exciting than stacking books every day.
“What are you doing?”
“I want to climb the rocks.” She tugged his hand and he pulled back so she landed against his chest.
“It’s getting dark, Maddie. It’s too dangerous.”
“Since when do you care about danger?”
“I care about you.”
“Didn’t you say you still climbed? What’s the difference? I bet these are not even half the size of what you climb.”
Sawyer clasped her arms and eyed her severely. “Yeah, I climb, but I do it with safety equipment.”
